Dinner at marine parade promenade with my family on sunday night, after our disastrous ihg floorball triumph. The marine parade area is a trip down memory lane, of days that went by so long ago, of being in vj, of being happy. I can't believe I left the marine parade area 5 years ago, now only occasionally passing or going to parkway. I feel that I haven't had enough of it, yet its all over.

And with my mum asking the exact date I'm shifting back from hall, I'm confronted with the closure of yet another chapter in my life. Though I'm not that happy in hall anymore, the university and hall experience was honestly a very enriching, life changing one. One that, minus my own problems, I truly enjoyed and cherish. And I can foresee that it's gonna take very long and be very tough to get used to life away from hall and uni.

That's what grad trips are for eh, to put off reality, to cover the ache, to prolong the fun. Grad trip feels like a must do, and reading through my vietnam writeup (even one rushed out for schoolwork).. I savor the traveling experience greatly. But I've never been able to save up enough money without internship, and there are no mates I can find.